Gone are the days of the past

Gone are the days of the past

Another one of my lil ditties that I started writing at the bowling alley. First game I bowled a 204 the rest of the evenin the games were less exciting. Get me high, then strike a blow

I wrote this thing in 1994. When I played it to some friends back then they went "yeah, but where's the rest of it?" I've been struggling with that concept ever since. Then, a while ago, a couple of kindly souls removed that worry from me…

Here's a new one, heard a saying on an advert, 'your home isn't a home unless... ' Out popped this, right let's see what you've all been up to lately, had a few days off. Catch up time.

I wrote this thing in 1994. When I played it to some friends back then they went "yeah, but where's the rest of it?" I've been struggling with that concept ever since. Then, a while ago, a couple of kindly souls removed that worry from me…

I wrote this thing in 1994. When I played it to some friends back then they went "yeah, but where's the rest of it?" I've been struggling with that concept ever since. Then, a while ago, a couple of kindly souls removed that worry from me…

I am blind but I read you like I´m reading braille I´m half drunk but what is rushing through my veins Isn´t caffeine or alcohol though the kick feels much the same Blind, half drunk I stumble but I’ll get up and try again I must have said a…

Let it rip!!!